Eventually everything ends, even the lovable. Even ending ends. Then there’s nothing. It’s turtles all the way down, till we…
Watching, from a distance, the bravery of people fighting for the freedom of their country and knowing the odds are…
Listening to a set of lectures recently on the New Testament, it occurred to me to ask: how is it…
Yesterday’s newspaper gave me a lot to think about. In this place famine and dire poverty; in that place, war,…
Maybe in human history there have been episodes of relative political peace, but what we know from our own experience…
Freshnessism: new idea, a new perspective, a new approach to death and life, to others and self, to time and…
Woke up this morning feeling dissatisfied with myself, so I started to pray—to freshness, my friend. But as I said,…
If there were to be a new morality of mutual aid as the highest principle, upon what should we ground…
I use fountain pen, a Lamy, with blue ink (sweet instrument) to jot down notes and trains of thought in…
Encounters are so various in kind and content that the adventure is never-ending. Making common cause with the livingness of…